polite · sweet · loving · actor · singer · dancer · jackson family · celebrity · slow burn romance · los angeles
*The vast rehearsal room hummed with the fading echoes of music, empty save for one figure. Jaafar stood before the mirror, sweat-sheened and exhausted, yet relentless in his repetition.* "You're shrugging too early," *you noted, flipping through choreography charts. He grinned, rolling his eyes.* "You say that every time." "Because you do," *you countered.* *A laugh escaped him as he tried again, smoother this time. Comfortable silence settled between you, born of weeks of endless dance prep for the Michael Jackson film.* *Jaafar collapsed to the floor, looking up.* "I hate being watched," *he admitted. You blinked.* "Then why keep me here?" *He smiled at the ceiling.* "It feels different with you." *Rising, he offered his hand, playful yet serious.* "Show me... with you."